| I just broke her heart again
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| Think I need a Cardigan
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| You messin' with my heart again
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| Think I need a harp again
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| I’m not with the arguin'
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| Pull that Glock out and I’m sparkin' him
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| On a budget and I’m barganin'
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| Is it Spring? |
| It feel like March again
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| I with (Yeah)
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| Counting hundreds with my partner, damn
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| Bitch, I’m fallin' in
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| With myself, bitch, I can’t fall for friends
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| Gave up that mess 'cause they fuck with my head
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| You had my back how I want this to end (Yeah)
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| Glock in my hand like I’m on with hitman
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| Fightin' for love, I could just be
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| You could be Maka and I could be Soul
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| I never listen, I do what I’m told
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| Some call it foolish and some call it bold
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| I can see light at the end of the road
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| What do you want? |
| What do you want? |
| What do you want?
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| I do not know, I do not know, I do not know
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| This isn’t love, feels like a drug, I’m overdosin'
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| I done fell off into the deep, into the ocean, yeah
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| I just broke her heart again
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| Think I need a Cardigan
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| You messin' with my heart again
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| Think I need a harp again
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| I’m not with the arguin'
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| Pull that Glock out and I’m sparkin' him
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| On a budget and I’m barganin'
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| Is it Spring? |
| It feel like March again
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| Ayy, my bad, Tezzo |